I'm actually impressed. I didn't think anyone could effectively ruin my morning that early on, because I'm usually not even out of bed.
(Well, impressed in a pretty bad way, that is. I'm sitting here at 9 in the morning typing this and waiting for my coffee to cool down enough to drink. Maybe it'll help stop me from killing someone before breakfast.)
A new student arrived from overseas, and was temporarily going to be placed in my room. You know, just for what's left of the night and morning.
(Side note: I know it's only supposed to be a temporary thing because there isn't any spare closet space in my room at all. Or permanent bed space, either--one of my roommates is still in the country, just on a slightly extended holiday.)
So he ended up in my room for the morning because we're the only ones with a more-or-less made bed. The room he's supposed to be in needs mild--or major--reshuffling.
And no-one told me about this.
Well, that's not quite accurate. For most of the evening I was in a friend's room with my laptop, hooked into the 'net and roleplaying on DD, so when my other roommate (the one who's actually here) tried to find me to tell me about this (and he himself was only told at midnight), I was nowhere to be found.
Net result: at approximately 6am GMT+2, I get woken up. Not by the temporary (from Hungary, by the way) coming in, and not by him moving his suitcases. I managed to sleep through that much, although it probably started shaking me out of whatever dream world I was in at the time.
No, I got woken by him asking my roommate if this was the room he was going to be staying in for the duration of his learning here (approximately two or three months, if my sleep-fogged brain recalls). On being told that it was not, he asked (repeatedly) which room he would be staying in, and could he move his suitcases in there.
After the third time, by which point I was now fully aware and majorly POed, my roommate finally gave up on the velvet gloves (maybe he knew I was right on the verge of making a comment? I can be quite abrasive under the wrong circumstances) and said, "Look, we're doing you the courtesy of letting you stay here for the morning. Your permanent room is still being arranged."
At which point, he got the hint and shut up. Finally. I still had to bite back several comments, none of them nice.
If he'd have been coming in from the States and jet-lagged outta his mind, I could have understood his lack of concern (manners? courtesy? rational thought?) about me trying to sleep at that point. But he's from Hungary, which is close by and more-or-less in the same time zone to boot.
::sighs:: Advance warning, people. I'm probably not going to be in a good mood today unless some things start going astronomically right.
Posted by adam at September 2, 2003 09:09 AM